I misremembered the birthday of the Great Alliance, it turned out to be tomorrow, and the black soil was mistaken.

And today's card is dying, and I have been entangled until now, I have written, deleted, deleted, and written, and I am always dissatisfied, and my head is big.

This feeling is very wonderful, but I almost can't write what I am satisfied with, and the follow-up is not well connected with the front, just like a layer of window paper that cannot be pierced in front of me.

Old book friends know that Heitu is not a lazy and slacker person, the main thing is that this bottleneck has not been broken, and the future has been designed a lot, but it is stuck in front of it, so I can only think clearly and send it again.

What I said didn't come true, I was depressed, and when the black soil thought was clear, I made up for it.

Oh yes, I wish Dameng a happy birthday, every day has a girl's day, and every year has a day.

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